Reborn with the ability to read minds, I became a heartthrob.

The next day, Zhou Liwan gave Song Yufei half a day off so she could rest before coming to the company.

But she still came to the company in the morning.

Zhou Liwan put away the documents in her hand, looking at the serious-faced girl with a smile in her eyes: "Chairman, although this matter has been resolved, if the people behind it are not punished, similar incidents will continue to occur in the future!"

"Do you have any evidence?" Zhou Liwan sat up straight, took out a box of yellow peach jelly from the drawer and handed it over. "You didn't eat any this morning, did you? Have something to eat first."

Song Yufei was visibly taken aback when she saw the jelly, then accepted it somewhat embarrassedly: "Thank you, boss."

Actually, she hadn't felt particularly hungry, but after Zhou Liwan said that, her stomach really started growling.

Song Yufei didn't hesitate and immediately opened the package and started eating: "Yesterday I found out from the secretary of the supplier's vice president that last night their vice president suddenly went to see a friend. He said it was a friend, but when I glanced at him, the person looked a lot like Han Kui. Although I didn't see his face clearly, I'm 80% sure it was him."

After swallowing the last bite, Song Yufei casually wiped her mouth: "Vice President Zhang just finished meeting with Han Kui, and then immediately changed his mind. Based on that alone, I can make a judgment."

Zhou Liwan nodded slightly and said calmly, "Okay, I understand. I'll figure something out. You can go back now."

Song Yufei responded and went out. Zhou Liwan slowly walked to the French windows and leisurely admired her reflection in the glass.

The golden sunlight streamed through the glass, bathing the woman in its entirety. In her reflection, her chin was slightly tucked in, and her long eyelashes were gently lowered.

Her hair partially obscured her delicate skin, but one could clearly see the beautiful, bewitching smile playing on her cherry-red lips.

Han Kui, you've run right into my hands in this life.

Then don't blame me for being ruthless.

In her previous life, she knew that Han Kui was a gambler. Once, he was caught cheating and had his little finger chopped off by an underground casino.

This time, why not let her help him walk the same path of fate?

"Have the driver get ready, I'm going out for a bit," Zhou Liwan said in a low voice, turning around and glancing at Assistant Li, who was standing in the corner.

"Yes."

Li Qiang stared intently in the direction where Zhou Liwan had already gotten into the car and left, his eyes filled with a hatred that seemed to want to peel off a layer of her skin.

Since he followed Zhou Liwan to Wanbao Toys Co., Ltd., he had thought that although he could no longer make great strides in the Zhou family business, he could still control Zhou Liwan, this young upstart, and then stand behind her as the man who truly controlled the survival of Wanbao.

But having been here for so long, aside from the initial contact with Han Kui, all I've done is connect with him.

Zhou Liwan completely treated herself as a decoration, not allowing herself to touch any of the company's affairs.

Every day, his task was to stand in the corner of Zhou Liwan's office and wait for her to think of him before giving him some trivial instructions.

For example, the thing I just did was help her notify the driver.

Li Qiang took out his phone: "Tell your brother to be careful. It seems like Zhou Liwan has her eye on him. She's gone out now, but she didn't let me follow her."

After hanging up the phone, Li Qiang stretched his stiff neck, withdrew his gloomy gaze, and walked back to the chairman's office.

Zhou Liwan had seen the exact location of that underground gambling den in a documentary about the police raid.

It was a high-end storefront that looked like a fancy teahouse, but it actually concealed a secret.

Every gambler who enters the tea room must speak a secret code to the tea master before being led by staff to the opulent den of iniquity.

To avoid attracting attention, Zhou Liwan specifically instructed her bodyguards to park at a distance and went alone.

After the driver opened the car door, Zhou Liwan straightened her clothes and calmly walked into the Liya Tea Room.

I was startled by the appearance of the black-clad bodyguard standing at the door as soon as I walked in.

The bald, muscular man had a menacing scar across his face, making him look extremely fierce!

In short, he is a fierce, burly man with a body of steel.

Passersby, seeing that fierce-looking face, dared not get too close.

Several little girls even saw it from afar and huddled together, running away.

The big man noticed Zhou Liwan, his black eyebrows furrowing in suspicion.

Zhou Liwan felt a slight tremor in her heart. After swallowing hard, she pretended not to see the other person and calmly walked in.

Upon entering the tea room, a rich aroma of tea wafts over you.

The decor is also antique, and in the center of the hall, a young girl dressed in Hanfu is playing the guqin.

The rising sandalwood incense adds a touch of poetry to the scene.

Anyone looking at this can tell that a huge trading place is hidden underground.

Zhou Liwan casually chose a small tea room with a cloud-shaped doorway and sat down, watching the tea master perform a series of smooth and skillful actions.

A white porcelain cup, pale yellow tea. Zhou Liwan picked it up, beckoned to smell it, and then took a small sip: "Good tea."

The tea master lowered his head and remained silent, only chuckling softly.

Zhou Liwan stroked the teacup, tracing the flying crane amidst the clouds on its surface with her slender fingers, and lazily asked, "Do you have any Wuyi rock tea here?"

The tea master's expression changed slightly, a meaningful look in his eyes: "How much do you want?"

Zhou Liwan put down her cup and stared intently at the person in front of her: "I need to see your goods before I can decide. Isn't that right?"

The tea master smiled and said to his assistant, "Take the guests to inspect the goods."

"Yes." The assistant was an ordinary-looking man, but one could vaguely tell that he was quite muscular.

The calluses on their clasped hands were clearly visible, a thick layer of them.

Zhou Liwan picked up her purse, stood up, and left with the person.

The two walked through a maze of turns to an elevator lobby. About a minute after entering the elevator, the elevator doors opened again.

The cacophony was like an Indian roti that had been tossed around, completely enveloping Zhou Liwan.

Dim lighting, soft carpet, and a huddle of men huddled together, shouting loudly.

The smoky atmosphere obstructed Zhou Liwan's vision considerably.

"Hey! What's up? I'm busy right now. We can talk after I win this!" A familiar voice rang out from the crowd.

Zhou Liwan peered in that direction, where the man's figure loomed indistinctly: "What? That girl Zhou Liwan is coming to settle scores with me? Hahahaha, don't worry, I'd like to see what tricks she has up her sleeve to do to me!"

Zhou Liwan slowly walked towards the man, who had one leg on a chair, a burning cigarette in one hand, and chips in the other.

He held the phone tightly to his ear and shouted sarcastic remarks into the other end.

"I'm going all in!"

Zhou Liwan stood discreetly behind the crowd, completely blocking her view, because her phone had been taken away by the accomplice earlier.

Unable to film the scene, Zhou Liwan could only carefully observe the man's every little movement.

The air conditioning in the basement was very strong, and many people were wearing two layers, with the least wearing a long-sleeved shirt.

Han Kui was even wearing a pilot jacket.

Zhou Liwan noticed that Han Kui would secretly touch his sleeve every time he played a card.

After looking at the cards, he would stroke his chin with a smug look on his face.